“We’ve always been sisters. We always will be.”
“But we didn’t fight about clothes or over who got to hold the remote. We didn’t listen to music ortalk about boys. You were always pretending to be my mom. Always. Even when I never asked youto.”
“Well, someone had to be,” I say softly.
“It wasn’t until we came here and lived with Nikolai that I felt like we could be sisters. Like youbacked off a bit and let me breathe.”
Elise has changed so much since we’ve come to New York. I assumed it was the new environmentand Nikolai putting us up in fancy hotel suites and mansions.
But it was because of me. Because I was too distracted to hover over her all day. Because I gave herroom to be herself.
I guess I always just wanted to hold her close. I never realized I was suffoca
